I just want to fall asleep to the feeling of your heartbeat thumping against my cheek while you run your fingers through my hair
remember when lil wayne said “real g’s move in silence like lasagna”
that shit fucked me up
and then i realized the “g” in “lasagna” is silent
i was like “damn……”
that man never got the deserved credit for that genius line.
omg i remember a few months ago i was kind of idly listening to a news report and the reporter was saying, “officials still don’t know how the woman mysteriously died; there seems to be no cause of death and the only unusual thing was a leftover smell of sulfur” and i just sort of slowly looked up
I feel like ripping apart my skin,
and searching for a reason for why
I feel this empty.
Maybe my veins are tangled,
or something is lodged
in my ribcage.
Because it feels like
something inside of me is
missing or broken.
Kendall jenner go-sees pictures
if i was famous i would just knock on peoples doors and be like hello yes its me
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